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WOMAN: I told Consuela she shouldn´t talk back

not if she wants to keep her job.

I don´t care how nasty that woman is.

She makes Consuela pick out her clothes.

Sexy, you know, for her husband?

It doesn´t matter.

It´s about the baby, that´s it, you know?

No more juice for you, baby girl.

Too much sugar is no good.

( chuckling )

Ay, que bonita!

Rosa, look!

Oh, she´s so little!

( both giggling )

Oh, she´s beautiful.

( siren wailing in distance )

( woman sobbing )

Okay, I need you to calm down.

Just try and tell me what happened from the beginning.

I don´t know. I turned for one second.

MAN: Okay, we´re rolling.

A young child vanishes from a city park

and an urban nightmare becomes a horrifying reality.

It happened this morning.

JACK: What have we got?

Abby Buckman, three years old.

Her father´s a professor at Columbia Law School.

Her mother is Angela Buckman.

Assistant District Attorney.

I know her.

Right.

Hey. going to be a big one, huh, Jack?

Looks that way.

You ready to give a statement?

Not yet.

You´ll call me when you are?

Don´t I always?

( siren blaring )

It´s going to be a circus.

God, what happened?

I don´t know, baby, I don´t know.

Come on.

I just...

( reporters clamoring )

This is a schematic of the playground.

Aside from the fourth-graders

we have a park´s maintenance worker

two other nannies, a single dad with his son

and a hot dog vendor.

So far, everyone checks out

and no one saw anything out of the ordinary.

And no one heard anything?

I mean, you´d think a three-year-old

would scream, right?

Unless she was taken by someone she knew.

How´s the nanny check out?

Martin said she was pretty freaked out.

I´m going to head over there

and talk to her again.

Okay.

What about Abby´s playmate?

We got a kiddy shrink coming in

see if we can get anything out of her.

Well, I got a jump-start on the sicko angle.

665 registered sex offenders in Manhattan alone.

All right, well

stick with Dad.

This may not even be about the girl.

Think it´s about her mother?

She´s a take-no-prisoners D.A.

She´s made a lot of enemies over the years.

Sounds like you´ve worked together before.

At least a dozen times since ´96.

Well, that´s good.

Then she´ll let us into her case files.

With discretion.

Right.

Oh...

We have a sighting of a middle-aged man

with a girl matching Abby´s description here

a 70-year-old woman with a mink stole

with Abby here

and a teenaged skinhead with Abby here.

All right, the playground´s got a single entrance here.

No other way in or out.

Whoever took Abby would most likely have had

to go around here and exit here onto Central Park West.

Where there were cabs, subways, parked cars, fast getaways.

Yeah. It´s also possible they double-backed

through the park itself along here.

Toward Harlem.

Wooded north end.

Plenty of room to get lost.

K-9´s on it now.

Abby´s a prime target for illegal adoption, you know.

Black-market baby selling.

Blond hair, blue eyes-- that is big bucks in that world.

Some bastard offers candy or a lost puppy.

Kid doesn´t know what she´s getting into.

Viv, you want to come with me?

Buckmans are back at their apartment.

They´ve scheduled a press conference for noon.

Is she ready?

Who knows?

She´s so small, Jack, so little.

I can still smell her in here.

Her clothes.

( chuckling ): Her blanket.

She´s here, she´s right here.

I know this is hard, Angela.

I´m not even going to pretend to know what it feels like.

Listen, I need you to promise me something, okay?

Okay. You got to keep me in the loop.

I know procedure. That could be difficult for you.

I´ll do what I can.

I´m glad you´re here... and it´s you.

So, uh... what, uh, what do you need to know?

How long has Rosa worked for you?

Since the day Abby was born.

And what do you know about her?

Well, I did a full background check

before we hired her, of course.

Is there anyone else

we should be looking into?

What´s your docket like?

There´s plenty of people who´d like a piece of me.

Anyone stand out? Anything out of the ordinary?

You know, there was this guy

last week.

Gave me the creeps-- a lot more than usual.

Hello, pumpkin.

How´s my favorite girl in the world, huh?

How are you?

Hi, Rosa.

Hey, you must think you´re some real tough bitch, don´t you?

You put my brother away for 20 years for nothing.

You got yourself a nanny, huh?

My brother can´t pay for a nanny from Dannemora Prison.

He´s got a kid he can´t feed anymore

since you put him away.

You think about that when you´re safe at home, bitch!

ANGELA: That guy probably thought I knew

exactly what he was talking about.

He could have been referring to any one of a hundred cases.

Well, we have your files.

We´ll look into it.

Press are here.

Okay.

Here´s what I need you to do.

Make eye contact with the camera.

Say Abby´s name a lot

and don´t be afraid to be emotional.

We need to pick out one of Abby´s photos before you go.

And remember:

the person that you´re talking to has your daughter.

( camera shutters clicking )

( sniffles )

Abby´s such a good little girl.

She´s such a sweet soul.

We miss Abby desperately

and we love Abby so much.

And, sweetheart

Mommy´s here, and... I love you.

We´re going to get you home.

And whoever took Abby, let me tell you, we will find you...

Abby, Daddy´s here, Daddy loves you.

Please, we just...

we just want to have you back.

Thank you.

WOMAN: One question-- do you think

it could be somebody that you prosecuted?

And do you blame the nanny?

( crowd clamoring )

Those tears were real

and she kept eye contact with the camera.

Notice how the husband kept looking at the ground?

Mm-hmm. I´ll get him alone.

MAN: Wait up! Wait up!

Wait up!

MAN ( over TV ): Ms. Buckman, a veteran prosecutor

appeared drained of emotion as she concluded

a brief press conference just a few moments ago.

I hate that we have to do that.

Abby´s face

is plastered across every Trinitron in the city.

That kind of publicity can´t hurt.

It´s a tough bargain, ´cause either way

their personal tragedy becomes "Film at 11:00."

Ah, they´re just doing their job.

Yeah, well

after some ambitious reporter goes behind your back

with an exclusive that blows your case

you might feel a little differently.

We´ll see.

Yes, you will.

( sighs )

( taps table )

You know what I can´t get my head around?

This little girl gets snatched

from a crowded playground, and nobody sees it.

Well, we´ve still got Jessie Stevens

Abby´s playmate from the sandbox.

I thought she wasn´t giving us anything.

Child psychologist is coming in

to take a run at her.

Maybe we get lucky.

Ah, I hope so.

So do I.

( heavy sigh )

So, Jessie, you and Abby were at the playground

and you were in the sandbox, right?

Well, where was Abby?

Was she... was she over here?

All right, well, how about this?

Was she over here?

Jessie?

I think she was right here, sitting next to you, right?

And then, Abby went away.

Right, Jessie?

Where did she go?

Where did she go, Jessie?

Did someone take Abby?

Did someone take Abby, Jessie?

You don´t know?

Okay.

♫ ♫

I know Abby and Jessie play together

but are you and the Buckmans close?

We used to be.

Angela and I met in the girls´ Mommy and Me class.

Used to be?

What happened?

Oh, I didn´t mean anything by it.

I just...

I told Angela that I didn´t know how she did it all.

You know, having Abby, working...

I guess she felt that I was judging her.

You hit a nerve.

I tried to apologize

but Angela just refused to acknowledge that, you know

anything was even wrong.

So, we just drifted after that.

What about their nanny?

Oh, uh, well, as far as I know

they´ve always been really happy with Rosa.

In fact, it was Rosa who recommended Maria to us.

Mm...

You don´t think Rosa could have been involved in this, do you?

She was right there, and then she was just gone.

Can you think of anyone that might want to hurt her?

No.

Has anyone asked

you anything about the Buckmans?

Anybody following you?

Anybody watching you?

No. My God.

Have you talked to anybody

about the Buckmans?

Maybe a boyfriend?

My whole world is that little girl.

I´ve been with her since the day she was born.

Her mother goes to work. I stay with her every day.

How about this morning?

Did anything different happen this morning? No.

Anything out of the ordinary?

No. Mrs. Buckman was running late, like usual.

Okay, here we go.

( coughing )

Oh, honey, are you okay?

She just has a cold, Mrs. Buckman.

I´ll take care of it. No problem.

Oh, should we call Dr. Caine?

Oh, it´s nothing. Don´t worry. Go. ( pager beeping )

Oh, I´m due in court in a half an hour.

Thank you, Rosa.

I´ll call you later.

Oh, sweetie.

Bye, honey.

Mommy loves you.

Bye-bye. Thanks.

( giggling )

Bye, honey.

So you would say that Abby

is closer to you than she is to Mrs. Buckman?

I would never say that.

Rosa, so you have any children of your own?

I feel so bad.

So bad. It´s all my fault.

( sobbing )

( man on TV ): Larry´s right.

You got a judge shot in Texas, now this.

Spend your whole life putting people away

I guess it catches up with you.

It´s odd seeing your own life turn into a sound bite.

Pretty soon they´ll be going after Angela

blaming her for being a prosecutor

instead of a mother.

Is there anyone else to blame?

What do you mean?

You look very guilty, Mr. Buckman.

Are you sure you´re telling

us everything?

I did something... so stupid.

Whatever it is, you need to tell me.

Middle-aged law professor, awestruck coed.

Such a cliché.

What was her name?

Clarissa Walters.

And when was this?

Three years ago.

I came to my senses and I called it off

right after Angela got pregnant.

And?

Clarissa went crazy.

She, uh, dropped out of school and started stalking me.

Threatened to tell

my wife.

But she didn´t.

No. I guess she got the point

´cause things died down.

Then a few days ago

it started up again.

Why won´t you take my calls?

You know why.

It´s not what you think.

Don´t touch me.

My wife could be down here any minute.

I am applying for reinstatement at the law school

and I just need you to write me a recommendation.

Please.

I´m sorry for what happened.

How I acted.

But I am finally getting my life back together.

I´m glad.

I just need your help.

I don´t think it would be appropriate

for me to write that letter.

Why?

I´m sorry, Clarissa.

It´s just not going to happen.

I´m sorry.

Did the calls

continue after that?

No.

Did you ever know

Ms. Walters to display any violent behavior?

No, but, still... I´m worried.

I mean, I´m hoping that I´m crazy

for even thinking it.

Well, we´ll look into it.

Thank you for being honest.

You will use discretion?

I mean, obviously... Angela

doesn´t know anything about this.

Of course.

A K-9 unit found Abby´s shoe up here on 116th

right near the tennis courts.

You were right.

They had to have cut through the park heading uptown.

If they keep walking

they´re within a half a mile of Columbia Law School.

Think it´s the father?

Or the mistress.

Vivian said he was having an affair with a student.

She may have the motive.

Just because a woman´s having an affair with a married man

doesn´t make her a criminal.

Except when it does.

Hello.

No, no, no.

Give him the number.

Yeah, we´ll put a trace on it.

We´re getting a ransom call.

( phone ringing )

Hello.

( distorted low voice ): Put $150,000 in unmarked bills

in the red Dumpster behind Luigi´s

on Second Avenue, 9:00 tonight.

No police, or she´s dead.

You asked for it.

Fine; whatever you want.

Just, just don´t hurt my baby.

( person hangs up )

Hello.

Hello.

Did we get a trace on it?

( distorted low voice ): Put $150,000 in unmarked bills

in the red Dumpster behind Luigi´s

on Second Avenue, 9:00 tonight.

No police, or she´s dead.

You asked for it.

"You asked for it."

Sounds personal.

Or they want us to think that.

That sounds like a cheap voice distorter.

This guy´s an amateur.

Unmarked bills

a Dumpster-- it´s stuff he learned

from watching too much TV.

Let´s talk suspects.

Okay, Clarissa Walters--

uh, Mr. Buckman´s stalker.

She took the baby for revenge.

With a voice distorter, it could be a woman.

Okay, run with that.

I´m thinking

the nanny with an accomplice.

Motive?

INS says that her mom´s visa ran out

and 150K would certainly help keep her in the country.

I´m thinking we talk to the other nanny first

then we go back and talk to Rosa.

I´ll cross-check everyone in the park

against the location of the ransom drop.

It´s incomplete, but I got some possibles

on the guy who threatened Angela.

We have to talk to her about the drop-off.

Let´s see if she can make

a positive I.D.

We have the money, but I don´t know

if we can get it together by tonight.

It´s okay; we have a long-standing ransom agreement

with two New York banks.

We can have the money within hours.

He said unmarked bills.

The money is unmarked.

There´s other ways of tracking it.

What are you going to do--

follow him, take him down at the drop?

Angela, you have to trust us.

We´ve been doing this a long time.

( clearing throat )

Uh, these are the brothers of all the men

that you´ve sent to Dannemora in the last year.

I don´t know.

I see so many faces every day.

It´s okay; take your time.

That´s him.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I´m positive.

Name´s Mike Foley.

I´ll check it out.

His brother´s John Foley.

Life sentence.

I remember him.

What was the charge?

Felony possession.

I could have plea bargained it down to misdemeanor

but he was dealing near a school.

He said that.

Is he crazy?

If I told the university

Matthew had an affair with one of his students

he´d be fired in a heartbeat.

I´ve been protecting him.

Then why did you ask him for a recommendation?

Do you know how hard it is to get back into law school?

You could have asked any of your other professors.

I did

but he was my advisor.

His was the most important.

So, why didn´t you write a letter, send an e-mail?

I don´t know.

Didn´t seem like a big deal

to pick up the phone.

You wanted to talk to him.

Maybe in the back of my mind...

I wanted to hear his voice.

But you didn´t have to go over

to his apartment to see him.

No, I didn´t.

But at that point, I was very frustrated.

I was a good student.

I thought it was the least he could do

after the way he treated me.

Sounds like you´re not so over him

Ms. Walters.

Where were you

this morning at 10:00?

"C" level of the library.

Anyone see you there?

I wasn´t hiding.

Thank you.

Rosa does more for that baby

than her own mother does.

Sure.

Mrs. Buckman, she knows nothing.

Abby is allergic to tomatoes, but Rosa

she has to tell her this.

She´s a working mother.

Oh, she´s a very intelligent, important woman

but as a mother?

Mrs. Buckman´s probably too busy to realize

that Rosa is going through hell with her own mother.

Mmm. That poor girl.

INS-- they came banging on the door

6:00 this morning.

My God. I´m so scared.

Mi madre, she´s so old.

If she goes back, I´ll never see her again.

I don´t know what to do.

Oh, I tell you what to do.

You talk to Mrs. Buckman.

You tell her what happened.

She knows people-- people in the government.

She knows who to call; she can help you.

I already ask her; she said no.

How could she say no

after everything you do for her?

I don´t know.

She said it would compromise her.

No favors, that´s what Mrs. Buckman did for Rosa.

No favors.

Rosa must have been pretty angry, huh?

Oh, no, no.

She respects Mrs. Buckman.

I don´t think she ever really ask her for help.

I would never hurt Abby.

Please, I don´t know where she is.

I miss that baby so much.

Are you willing to take a polygraph?

A what?

A lie detector.

It´s a test we use to see if you´re telling the truth.

I am. Please, whatever you want.

I swear on my life.

Danny´s polygraphing the nanny.

Sounds like she has a good motive.

People like her

come to this country

and work three jobs to make ends meet.

They don´t steal babies.

You know how long

it would take her to make 150 grand?

A lifetime.

Maybe we do have a disgruntled employee on our hands.

She works 12 hours a day

ten bucks an hour changing dirty diapers.

I´m sure she´s disgruntled

but not enough to orchestrate a kidnapping.

All right, what about the mistress?

( chuckling )

Now we´re talking disgruntled.

WOMAN: The authorities

refused to comment on possible suspects.

As the search continues

every working mother has to ask...

All right, Mike Foley--

the guy who threatened Angela-- he´s a cabbie.

Turned his ride into dispatch at noon today.

Said he had a family emergency.

He was going to be gone for a few days.

So, we checked his apartment, family and friends.

Looks like he skipped town.

See if we can find him.

An hour and a half till the drop-off.

We got to get going.

So far, no one who was at the park

ties to the ransom location.

Is the alley secure? Yeah, it´s set.

NYPD´s got the perimeter.

Great.

Nothing but the rats and the roaches.

At least you got company.

JACK: How´s Angela?

Watching too much TV.

So I´ve been hearing.

Someone declared open season on working mothers.

I think Reggie´s only benefited from my working.

He´s a good kid.

Whatever you did with him, you ought to bottle it.

I think we got something.

JACK: Oh, please.

Danny, get rid of them.

DANNY: Hey.

Hey, you want to live to see tomorrow?

Don´t be playing with my livelihood, you got me?

Nice work, Serpico.

I grew up on Pacino.

SAMANTHA: FBI-- stop!

Where is she?!

Don´t shoot me!

Don´t shoot me, please!

Don´t shoot! I don´t know anything.

Where´s the child?

I-I don´t have her. I-I don´t have her!

I-I-I never did.

MAN: I didn´t take the kid.

I swear to God, I don´t have nothing to do with it.

I saw it on the news

no one was asking for a ransom

so I thought I would.

I figured it´d be easy money.

Easy money.

Didn´t occur to you that we´d be all over this?

I told her not to call the police.

You are hands down the biggest idiot I´ve ever met.

Am I being charged with something?

Oh, you´d better believe it, Sparky.

How about obstruction of justice and extortion

to start with?

Delia Rivers is here.

Do me a favor and take Einstein here down to the pen.

Jack, we got something.

9-X tracked the roaming signal

on Mike Foley´s cell phone.

He´s in Atlantic City.

We called the locals, but we were thinking

it would be a good idea if we took the chopper.

Okay, go ahead. I´ll set it up.

I´m about to make your day.

( clears throat )

I got a call from the yearbook photographer at St. Bernards.

He was in the park yesterday morning shooting candids

of the fourth grade at recess.

This is Abby.

Yes, it is.

He thought she was cute

so he snapped a couple of extra shots for his book.

These must have been taken just before

she disappeared.

Looks that way.

And he brought them to you

because the network pays more than the police.

We won´t run them until you give me the go-ahead.

All I´m saying is

when it´s appropriate and when it doesn´t

endanger your investigation

I wouldn´t mind an exclusive.

Thank you.

Thank you.

MARTIN: Absolutely.

Okay, thanks.

All right, Foley checked in last night.

We got a baby seat in the car.

( child screeches )

FBI! Hey, what the hell

is this?! Where´s the girl?

Get your hands up!

FBI! Keep your hands

where I can see them!

Where´s the girl? Give us the girl!

Come here, honey.

It´s okay.

It´s okay.

FOLEY: I knew I´d be a suspect

as soon as I heard it on the news.

Why is that?

Standing outside the courthouse

yelling at her one week before her kid goes missing?

If I were a cop, I´d look for me.

Come on.

What am I going to do?

Hold the kid hostage

until Mrs. Buckman lets my brother out of prison?

She messes with your family, you mess with hers.

Look, this is exactly why I took off.

I didn´t want to spend the weekend in lockup

while you guys figured out I wasn´t involved.

You thought the whole thing would just blow over?

Look, I take my girl to Atlantic City

you guys find the kid

I come home with an extra "G" in my pocket.

Thank you, Lady Luck.

Well, you just ran out of luck.

Go ahead and get dressed.

SAMANTHA: Here´s what the yearbook photographer´s pictures get us.

Abby´s here with the nannies

and it looks like she´s asking them for juice.

Enter the third nanny

the one that Rosa Maria told us about.

And here they are, huddled over the stroller.

Right, but their backs are turned

which is probably when the kidnapper strikes.

Right.

SAMANTHA: Look at this.

It´s kind of flared, but it´s...

It´s a woman.

She´s pushing a stroller but that

doesn´t necessarily mean there´s a baby in there.

No one told us about her.

Who the hell is she?

Is it Clarissa?

Could be.

She tried to contact

Matthew earlier this week, but he rejected her.

Her alibi is unsubstantiated.

I think it´s worth bringing her in.

All right.

I´ll go get her.

( exhales )

Are you going to tell Angela about the affair?

I don´t think we have enough information

to potentially ruin a marriage.

Angela is beating herself up

because she thinks it´s her fault

because of her job.

Meanwhile, he´s got this secret he´s not telling her.

If it were you, you´d want to know.

Okay.

But at least give Matthew the chance to tell her himself.

You really think it might´ve been her?

Unfortunately, it´s a possibility.

Oh, my God.

This is all my fault.

I wouldn´t go there yet.

But I do think you need to tell your wife.

Please take a seat.

You people are unbelievable.

What do you want from me?

Look, um, Clarissa, right?

I know that this is

a waste of your time, but I really need your help.

I´m trying to build a profile on Matthew

so I need to find out about his friends, his work

his relationship with his wife

and anything you could tell me would be helpful.

Well...

Matthew never really got what he needed from his wife.

Why?

She´s a complete workaholic, and, frankly, a bit cold.

Mm-hmm.

I´m sure she could sense he was pulling away.

You know? I´m not saying

that she got pregnant on purpose, but...

But what?

What happened?

He´s an honest, loyal man.

Unfortunately.

How so?

There was never any question

he was going to be there for that child.

Right.

So we make sacrifices... and we move on.

It´s sad, actually.

I think Matthew and I could´ve been very happy together.

Really?

You painted a very different picture

when you talked to Agent Johnson.

Well, I´m ambivalent about it.

I guess I´m just being more generous today.

Right. Well, that makes... that makes perfect sense.

Thank you

Clarissa, for your help today.

( scoffs )

Well, you´re welcome.

I don´t really know how I helped you.

You wouldn´t mind taking

a polygraph test, would you?

I mean, just as a formality.

You people are disgusting.

TV ANNOUNCER: It´s been 27 hours, Delia

and still nothing.

DELIA: So the question remains if Angela Buckman´s work

as Assistant District Attorney has come back to haunt her.

Just tell her the truth.

Uh, well, I went back through my case files.

This is everything since ´93.

Parole, probation, anybody that might have a grudge against me.

Thank you.

What about Foley?

We checked his meter and logs... his alibi checked out.

You know

this may have nothing to do with your work.

Well, it doesn´t matter.

I´m already the poster child for

the career woman who neglects her family.

You start buying into that crap, we´re all in trouble.

Nobody seems to remember our mystery woman from the park.

How did Clarissa do on her polygraph?

She passed.

Did Matthew drop the bomb on Angela?

As we speak.

It´s been 28 hours, Jack.

I know.

I mean, we´re doing everything right

but we´re still at a dead-end.

I just can´t help thinking

that the answers are in this park.

All right, let´s lay it out, okay?

They stroll into the park, side-by-side.

And we know that right before Abby was taken

she went to Maria, the other girl´s nanny

to get a glass of water.

No more juice for you, baby girl.

Too much sugar. It´s no good.

Okay. So, let´s say that our mystery woman

she moves towards them.

There are two little girls dressed the same

they look the same.

She´s anxious, it´s bright out...

Maybe she can´t tell them apart.

Maybe...

she´s standing there, she´s got to make her move.

Maybe she took the wrong kid.

Here´s what I got on the other girl´s family.

Dad´s a surgeon, Jeffrey Stevens.

Stable career and no financial improprieties.

No debt.

What about the wife?

No red flags.

Listen to this.

I got their daughter´s birth certificate.

Born at Mt. Sinai Hospital, October 19, 1999.

Maureen Stevens is the mother on the birth certificate

but the hospital says Maureen

was never admitted.

No medical records for her there

at all.

Forged birth certificate?

Or illegal adoption?

Or a surrogate.

The surrogate´s name is never on the birth certificate.

Let´s bring in Mr. and Mrs. Stevens.

Thank you for coming in.

I have to ask you a few questions

about your daughter.

You really think she may have been the target?

Yes.

Is your daughter adopted?

No.

Was she carried by a surrogate mother?

Yes. Why?

What was the mother´s name?

Zoe Heinrich.

But this doesn´t make any sense.

I mean, we´ve never had a problem with Zoe.

Do you think this could be her?

Maybe, hmm...

But this has been all over the news.

I mean, doesn´t she know she has the wrong child?

Well, it might not matter at this point.

She has the baby, and all she wants to be

is a mother.

FBI. I´m looking for Zoe Heinrich.

You and me both.

You mind if we come in?

No.

We´ve been going out about a year.

Did you know that Zoe had been a surrogate mother?

Sure. Yeah, she told me right off.

She was proud of it.

Felt she was following a higher purpose

is how she put it.

So, did she ever talk about the baby?

Not till we lost our own.

Zoe had a miscarriage

about three months ago.

She must´ve taken it pretty hard, I bet.

We both did.

But she didn´t seem to get over it.

How so?

Sometimes we´d be talking, and she´d sort of drift off.

I´d find her sitting alone, just crying.

I came home one night and found her passed out

on the floor-- pills.

I got her to the hospital just in time.

Then after Zoe woke up, things were even worse.

She kept saying that she´d committed such a sin

giving up that first baby

that she needed God to forgive her.

So she´s pretty religious?

We both are.

Our faith´s what held us together.

Eric, do you have any idea where she may have gone?

No. She´s got no family, no money.

That´s a .38.

There´s been some break-ins in the area.

I have a license.

Can we take a look?

Of course.

She must´ve taken it.

I ran Zoe´s credit card.

She´s been in New York two weeks.

She´s probably stalking the Stevens.

Yeah, and there was a big purchase at the Baby Center

the day before the kidnapping.

Let me guess-- a stroller, right?

And a car seat and some baby clothes.

At least she´s planning on looking after the baby.

And 90 minutes ago, she bought a new pair of kid´s shoes

at a mall in Westfield.

Where is she going?

Away from the city, that´s for sure.

Well, my guess is

that she hopped back on the turnpike and headed south.

She´s driving slow ´cause she doesn´t want to get pulled over.

So depending on the traffic

she´s somewhere between here and Philly.

Okay. Call the Pennsylvania office.

Make sure they´ve got checkpoints set up

on the Walt Whitman and the Ben Franklin bridges.

Got it.

What if she doesn´t keep going?

What if she gets off and tries to hide?

Well, according to Martin

the boyfriend said they were very religious

so maybe she´s looking for refuge.

There´s about a thousand churches in that area.

Let´s start making the calls.

Yeah. No, we´re looking for a woman.

She´s 27, she´s blond

and she´s traveling with a three-year-old girl.

No, it happened two days ago.

Three years old, yes. Blond hair. Mm-hmm.

No?

Okay, thank you. Yes, thank you.

Yes, ma´am.

It´s so different

when we´re dealing with other people´s lives.

It always is.

So Matthew told me.

Yeah, I know.

Kind of a bad way to find out about something like that.

Is there a good way?

I don´t know what I feel anymore.

I just want my baby back.

I understand.

Jack.

Come here.

( sighs )

We found the church, outside Camden.

Minister says a woman matching Zoe´s description

showed up with a little girl.

Asked to spend the night.

They´re in a trailer park across the street.

Oh, my God. Locals have her

under surveillance.

They´re waiting on our move.

Oh, you´ve got to let me go with you, Jack.

Okay. But you´re a spectator.

If you can´t do that, you stay here.

Understand? Okay.

( engine revving )

The plan is to lure Zoe outside

long enough to distract her

so we can get in there and grab your baby.

Jack...

Angela, trust me, okay?

Hey, how you doing?

I hate to bother you, but, uh, I think I just hit your car.

What?

Yeah, is this you over here, with the black Mustang?

Yeah.

I was backing up, I didn´t, I didn´t see it.

But, uh, it´s not

a lot of damage, just a cracked tail light

but you should come take a look.

I´ll give you my information.

No. ( slams door )

Get away from me! I´ll kill her!

I swear to God, I´ll kill her!

I swear to God, I´ll kill her!

Let me get out...

Angela, stay in the car.

Stay in the car.

Stay in the car.

Swat team´s ready to move in.

Sniper´s in position.

Is she clear of the girl?

No.

Okay. Tell them to hold off.

Stay in the car... Please, let me talk to her.

She wants to be a mother; that´s all this is about.

Please, just let me talk to her.

Listen, I´ve already stuck my neck out far enough, okay?

You´re not even supposed to be here.

Just let us do our job, okay?

( hushed ): Okay, I think that we have to appeal to the same instinct

that made Zoe take the baby in the first place.

Right, mother to mother.

Right. You up for the job?

Mm-hmm.

Okay. We´ll have the windows covered.

Anything bad goes down, you´re out of there.

Zoe, my name is Vivian Johnson.

I´m with the FBI.

What do you want?!

I want to talk to you about Abby.

Go away!

I swear to God, I´ll hurt her!

VIVIAN: You don´t want to do that

I know you don´t.

The last thing you want to do is hurt that baby.

MAN: This is Sierra One.

( over radio ): I have a silhouette.

If I see her, do I have a green light?

No. Hold your fire.

I´m taking good care of her.

VIVIAN: I know you are, Zoe.

I know how much you must love her.

I-I can´t imagine

how painful it was

to lose a baby.

What kind of an

awful hole that can leave in a life.

I mean, if I ever lost my son, I...

The thought of it is so horrible to me

that I can´t even contemplate it.

But, Zoe, there´s another mother out here who´s lost a child.

Her name is Angela.

And her and Abby´s dad

they´ve got a hole in their lives now, too.

They need their baby back.

Will you give Abby back to them?

( hushed ): You want us to go in?

No.

( panting )

Zoe?

Hold your fire. Hold your fire.

Oh, God!

The gun-- don´t do it!

( gunshot )

We did everything we could.

Yeah, I suppose.

Why don´t you go home?

I´m sure your son wants to see you.

What about you? Going to go see your girls?

Actually, it´s, uh, my wife´s turn with the girls tonight.

Tomorrow?

First thing.